now what
diapers and dandelions
drawing the curtains
deciphering the squeals and babbles
wiping and unwiping
two times a day
if i'm lucky
we exchange words
often short
but important
this other piece
living off of chicken pot pies and hotel wi-fi
drilling holes into our power supply
paying for the diapers
the curtains
the wiping
somewhere in there
remain two who remember
kissing under stars
waking up still drunk
laughing
until we were sober.
